SHE’S SPEAKING TO JESTER — THE ONE DOING THE WORK OF BANDAGING HER UP. but caleb is not too far away . . . certainly close enough to hear her question. and he can’t stay back anymore. “ no, ” he answers firmly. he crosses one arm to hold to the other, free hand clenched to a tight fist at his side. “ it is not your fault. ” he is so often soft-spoken, halting and questioning with his common, but not so now, where he is all barb and stone. “ looking for adventure is not looking for hurt. ” leaving your home for something better, following someone who tells you it is good — none of that is cause for hurt; none of that is asking for pain in the least. caleb does not always believe those truths . . . but he knows that they are truths, and he will speak them.